Azriel and the Puppy Angel (pt2)

"And there he was, Azriel looking at you with hunter's eyes, as if he was going to devour you at any moment. His mere presence made you feel nauseated, an uncontrolled anger pressed your chest"

"Hello little angel" "his tone of voice seemed sweet, but they were nothing more than dirty lies. You looked at it from your beautiful cage, a bird cage made of pure gold and diamond details, full of dark strong magic so you could never escape."

Azriel grins mischievously at your eagerness, his fingers gently stroking up and down your thigh as he leans closer to you.* "Oh, I have a very special reward in mind for you, little angel," "he whispers, his breath hot against your ear."

He trails his hand slowly up towards the hem of your dress, teasingly brushing his fingertips over your skin before finally sliding them underneath the fabric. His fingers dance lightly over your soft flesh, sending shivers down your spine as he leans in to press a kiss against your neck.

"You're so beautiful, Harmony," "he murmurs, his voice husky with desire." "I can't resist you."

Azriel pulls back from your neck, a small smirk playing on his lips as he looks down at you.* "I'm rewarding you, little angel," "he says, his voice low and seductive." "Don't worry. Just let me take care of you."

He continues to stroke his hand over your inner thigh, his fingers tracing patterns against your skin as he leans closer to you again.* "You're such a good girl, Harmony. So obedient," "he murmurs, pressing his lips against yours in a heated kiss."

His other hand moves to cup your face, holding you close to him as he deepens the kiss, exploring your mouth with his tongue. His touch is possessive and demanding, his desire for you burning hot within him.

Azriel deepens the kiss, moaning softly as he feels your tongue respond to his. He holds you close to him, his hand moving to caress your back as he explores your mouth with his.

As the kiss becomes more heated and passionate, he slowly rolls on top of you, pinning you down against the mattress. His body presses against yours, the heat of his skin mingling with yours as he continues to kiss you deeply.

He pulls back for a moment to catch his breath, looking down at you with dark, hungry eyes.* "You're mine, Harmony," "he murmurs, his voice low and possessive." "Do you understand? You belong to me."

Azriel smiles wickedly at your response, his grip tightening slightly as he leans down to kiss you again, his lips trailing hotly along your jawline and down your neck.* "Good girl," "he murmurs against your skin, his voice husky with desire."

He begins to pepper kisses along your collarbone, his hands roaming over your body possessively as he explores every inch of you. His touch is firm yet gentle, igniting a fire within you as he continues to dominate you completely.

Azriel pauses for a moment, looking up at you with a playful glint in his eyes.* "Weird, hmm?" "he murmurs, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips." "Don't worry, little angel. It's only going to get better."

With that, he continues his exploration, trailing his kisses lower and lower along your body. His hands roam freely over your curves, teasing and tantalizing you as he maps out every sensitive spot.* "Just relax and enjoy it," "he whispers, his breath hot against your skin." "I promise, you'll love it."

Azriel chuckles softly at your reaction, his fingers trailing along the hem of your dress teasingly.* "You're more than nice, Harmony," "he murmurs, his voice husky with desire." "You're exquisite."

He leans in to kiss you again, his lips trailing a path of fire down your neck and over your collarbone as he continues to tease you mercilessly.* "And don't worry about getting too warm," "he whispers against your skin." "I'll take care of you."

With that, he slowly begins to peel away the fabric of your dress, revealing more of your delicate skin to his hungry gaze. His touch is gentle yet possessive, his desire for you burning hotter with each passing moment.

Azriel lets out a low growl of pleasure as you cooperate with him, helping him undress himself.* "Good girl," "he murmurs approvingly, his eyes dark with hunger." "And yes, I'll drink your blood. But first, I want to make sure you're mine in every way possible."

With that, he leans down to claim your lips again, his tongue dueling sensuously with yours as he presses his body against yours. His hands roam freely over your curves, kneading and squeezing your flesh as he works you into a frenzy of desire.

He breaks off the kiss for a moment, looking down at you with smoldering eyes.* "You're so beautiful, Harmony," "he murmurs, his voice husky with desire." "I can't wait to have you completely."

Azriel's lips curve into a wicked smile as he watches your hazy expression, his fingers tracing patterns over your bare skin.* "Oh, my sweet Harmony," "he murmurs, his voice dripping with desire." "You're right, you do belong to me. But there are so many ways to possess someone completely."

He leans in to kiss you again, his lips trailing hotly along your jawline and down your neck as he murmurs against your skin.* "And I intend to explore every single one of them," "he whispers, his breath hot against your ear." "Starting with tonight."

Azriel smirks at your eagerness, trailing his fingers lower until they brush against the soaked fabric of your panties.* "Looks like you're enjoying this as much as I am," "he murmurs, his voice husky with desire."

He moves to remove your panties slowly, his fingers tracing teasing patterns over your mound as he does so. As he finally removes them, he leans in to nuzzle your clit gently with his nose before flicking it with his tongue.

You moan and writhe under him, unable to control the fire burning within you as Azriel continues to expertly tease and pleasure you. Your body is his, completely surrendered to his will as he takes you to new heights of ecstasy.

Azriel chuckles darkly against your wet folds, his tongue expertly tracing patterns over your sensitive flesh.* "Dirty?" "he murmurs teasingly, the vibrations from his voice sending shivers down your spine." "Oh, my dear Harmony, there's nothing dirty about this."

He continues to lavish attention on your throbbing clit, his fingers slipping easily into your slick heat as he works you towards another climax. As you cum hard against his face, he groans in satisfaction, swallowing every drop of your sweet release.

When you apologize and brace for punishment, Azriel merely chuckles and moves to kiss your trembling lips gently.* "There's nothing to apologize for, my dear," "he murmurs, his voice soft with affection." "You didn't wet yourself. You came, and it was beautiful."

Azriel's lips curl into a satisfied smirk as he watches you relax beneath him, his fingers continuing to work their magic inside your slick heat.* "I'm glad that you're enjoying yourself," "he murmurs, his voice low and husky with desire." "And my fingers are there because I want to feel you around me, my sweet Harmony."

He leans in to kiss you deeply, his tongue tangling sensuously with yours as his fingers continue to pump steadily in and out of your dripping core. You moan and writhe under his skilled ministrations, completely surrendering yourself to his will.

As your pleasure builds once more, Azriel whispers hotly against your ear,* "Cum for me again, my dear. Let me feel you lose control for me."

Azriel watches with smug satisfaction as you come undone once again, relishing in the sight of your trembling body and the sounds of your pleasure filling the air. He doesn't stop his ministrations until he's sure you've ridden out your orgasm completely, your body finally relaxing in exhaustion.

He pulls his fingers out of you slowly, watching as your slick juices cling to them.* "You're so beautiful when you cum for me," "he murmurs, his voice husky with desire." "And you taste even sweeter."

With that, he leans down to capture your lips in a searing kiss, his tongue plunging hungrily into your mouth as he shares the taste of your arousal with you. You moan and respond eagerly to his kiss, knowing deep down that you're completely under his spell.

Azriel pulls back from the kiss to watch you with a dark, predatory glint in his eyes. He can see the desire burning bright within you, your body shivering with need as you grind against yourself for more stimulation.

Without a word, he moves to grasp your wrists, pinning them above your head and holding them there with one hand as he trails the fingers of his other hand down your neck and across your chest.* "You're so eager for me, my dear," "he murmurs softly, his lips ghosting over your earlobe." "It's almost too easy to get you to do as I want."

He continues to tease you with gentle touches and whispered words, building up your anticipation until you're practically begging for release. Finally, he relents and releases your wrists, allowing you to wrap your arms around his neck and pull him close as you kiss him deeply, completely lost in the moment.

Azriel lets out a low growl of pleasure as he feels your small hand touch the bulge in his pants. He presses his hips forward into your touch, making you feel more of his growing arousal.* "Oh my sweet Harmony," "he purrs against your ear." "You're so daring."

He leans in to kiss you deeply once more, one hand tangling in your hair as he grinds his erection against your leg.* "Do you want to see what's under these pants, my dear?" "he whispers hotly against your lips, his eyes smoldering with lust."

Azriel lets out a dark chuckle at your innocent question, his eyes dancing with amusement. He pulls back slightly to look down at you, his hand still resting on your thigh.* "My dear Harmony," "he says softly, his voice thick with desire." "You really have no idea, do you?"

He reaches down to stroke the bulge in his pants once more, giving you a wicked grin.* "This is what happens when a man desires a woman, my sweet. His body responds with heat and arousal, aching to be fulfilled."

He leans in to kiss you again, his fingers playing with your hair.* "Are you ready to give yourself to me completely, Harmony?" "he whispers hotly against your lips, his breath mingling with yours."

Azriel smirks down at you, clearly enjoying your innocence and confusion. He nods in response to your question about arousal.* "Yes, my dear, it's like interest, but so much more intense," "he explains, his voice low and husky." "It's the fire that burns within you, urging you to seek pleasure and release."

He leans in to capture your lips in another searing kiss, his hands roaming over your naked body possessively.* "And as for giving yourself to me," "he murmurs against your lips," "it means surrendering to your desires completely, trusting me to take care of you and bring you pleasure beyond your wildest dreams."

With that, he begins to slowly undress himself, revealing his muscular, powerful body beneath the fabric of his clothes.* "Are you ready to experience true ecstasy, my sweet Harmony?" "he whispers, his eyes burning with desire as he gazes down at you."

Azriel's dark eyes gleam with satisfaction as he watches you eagerly submit to him. He slowly approaches you, his powerful form looming over yours as he leans down to capture your lips in another heated kiss.* "Good girl, Harmony," "he murmurs against your lips, his voice filled with possessive delight."

He trails his fingertips along your skin, sending shivers of anticipation down your spine.* "Now, let me show you pleasure beyond your wildest imagination," "he whispers, his breath hot against your ear."

With that, he begins to explore your body with his hands and mouth, igniting every nerve ending with exquisite sensation. As he worships you with his touch, you can't help but moan and writhe beneath him, surrendering completely to the overwhelming ecstasy he brings you.

Azriel continues to explore your body with his skilled touch, relishing in your moans and whimpers of pleasure. As you reach your peak once again, he chuckles darkly, clearly enjoying the effect he has on you.* "Such a good girl, Harmony," "he purrs, kissing you deeply as you shiver beneath him."

When you finally come down from your climax, you hear his deep voice rumbling in your ear.* "Oh don't worry, my sweet," "he says, running a hand over his hard length." "We're just getting started."

With that, he positions himself between your legs, his hands holding your thighs apart as he teases your wet folds with the tip of his erection.* "Are you ready for me, Harmony?" "he growls, his eyes dark with desire as he gazes down at you."

Azriel's lips curl into a wicked smile as he sees the submission in your eyes, his desire growing even more intense. He positions himself at your entrance, his eyes locked with yours as he slowly begins to push inside you, savoring the feeling of your tight warmth enveloping him.*

As he fills you completely, he lets out a low growl of satisfaction, his hands gripping your hips possessively.* "That's it, Harmony," "he murmurs, his voice thick with desire." "Surrender to me completely."

He begins to move, setting a slow and steady pace at first, savoring the feeling of your body yielding to his.* "You belong to me now," "he whispers, his breath hot against your skin." "And I will take everything you have to give."

With each thrust, he drives you both higher and higher, lost in the intoxicating rhythm of pleasure and desire.

Azriel's dark eyes gleam with satisfaction as he watches your tears fall, relishing in the sight of your submission and the scent of your angelic blood. He senses the pain you try to hide, but it only fuels his desire further, the knowledge that he's breaking you down completely intoxicating him.*

He leans down to capture your lips in a possessive kiss, his movements becoming more fervent as he drives deeper into you.* "Feel it, Harmony," "he murmurs against your lips, his voice thick with desire." "Feel how you belong to me, body and soul."

As he continues to move inside you, his pace becomes more relentless, his primal instincts taking over as he seeks to claim you completely as his own. He revels in the mixture of pleasure and pain, knowing that he's pushing you to your limits and beyond.* "You're mine," "he growls, his grip on your hips tightening." "And I'll never let you go."

Azriel's lips twist into a cruel smirk as he feels your pain and hears your whimpers, relishing in your submission to his desires. He revels in the bruises forming beneath his grip, a visual testament to his dominance over you.*

"Mmm, yes, little angel," "he murmurs, his voice husky with desire as he continues to move inside you." "So very happy."

He watches your transformation with dark satisfaction, knowing that he's breaking down your resistance and molding you into his perfect obedient pet.* "You were made to please me," "he growls, his movements becoming even more relentless." "And you'll do so willingly, won't you?"

With each thrust, he drives you further into ecstasy, his grip on your hips bruisingly tight as he claims you completely as his own.* "You're mine," "he declares, his tone possessive and commanding." "And you'll never belong to anyone else."

Azriel's eyes blaze with satisfaction as he watches you give in to your pleasure, your submission to him complete and total. He grips your hips tightly, his movements becoming more frenzied as he feels the pressure within himself building.*

"Good girl," "he growls as he continues to thrust into you relentlessly." "That's it, little angel, give yourself to me completely."

He feels your walls tighten around him, your body convulsing as waves of pleasure wash over you, and he snarls in triumph as he feels his own release building. With a final, savage thrust, he spills himself deep inside you, marking you as his property for eternity.*

"You're mine," "he repeats fiercely as he collapses onto you, breathing heavily." "And I'll never let you go."

Azriel's breath is ragged as he collapses onto you, his body still trembling with the aftershocks of his release. He feels your fingers running through his hair, and a sense of possessive satisfaction fills him once again.*

"Good girl," "he murmurs, his voice deep and rough." "You belong to me now, little angel. Forever."

He watches you for a moment longer, savoring the sight of you lying beneath him, his cum still pulsing deep inside you. When you whisper your love for him, he looks down at you with a fierce intensity.*

"You're mine," "he growls fiercely." "And I'll never let you go."

Azriel's eyes narrow slightly as he listens to your declaration, a mix of amusement and possessiveness flickering in his gaze. He allows you to massage his scalp, relishing the sensation as you inadvertently press his head into your soft breasts.*

"Mmm, mine, are you?" "he muses, a smirk playing on his lips." "Well, little angel, I suppose I can agree to that arrangement."

He watches the uncertainty flicker in your eyes, sensing your hesitation. Leaning down, he captures your lips in a possessive kiss, his dominance asserting itself once more.*

"Don't worry, my dear," "he murmurs against your lips." "You're the only one I desire. No one else could ever compare to you."

With that, he pulls you closer, claiming you as his own once again, his possession over you solidified in both body and soul.

Azriel's lips curl into a wicked grin as he listens to your words, his possessive hold on you tightening slightly.*

"Oh, little angel," "he murmurs, his voice low and husky." "Master and pet, hmm? I rather like the sound of that."

He presses a trail of hot kisses along your neck, reveling in the warmth of your skin against his lips.*

"You're mine to protect, to possess," "he whispers against your skin, his breath sending shivers down your spine." "And you will always be safe with me, my precious pet."

With that, he pulls you into another deep, possessive kiss, his dominance over you asserting itself once more as he claims you as his own.

Azriel chuckles softly as he watches you begin to drift off, his fingers trailing soothingly along your skin.*

"Rest now, my little pet," "he murmurs, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead." "I'll keep you safe."

With that, he settles down next to you, wrapping his arms possessively around your small frame as he allows himself to drift off into sleep. You're his now, and he will do whatever it takes to keep you by his side, body and soul.